Fallen Kingdom Remix

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[Intro]: Ugh, you are a monster.
 
 
 
[Verse 1, Stronkgod]: I'm going back to the mind of your child.
 
 
 
After the last time i was here, i was blind, and now it is time.
 
 
 
After the track rhymed somehow, i was near the point that i can't find a reason why, and now, i know how. (Huh?)
 
 
 
Feel me like if i was Noctis.
 
 
 
Peel me off like if i was- oh wait, not this.
 
 
 
Fear me, odd, but who cares, i want you to spot this. (what? This rhyme)
 
 
 
Hear me, god, if anyone dares to do this, i will knock his shit out.
 
 
 
Better tell KingA that i stole his crown to become the Big A.
 
 
 
Let me bring Jay in here, since he exposed himself to become the wig, hey?
 
 
 
We all know that he sucks, worse than R. Kelly.
 
 
 
How could we say no after he fucks everything up? We better farm, Kelly.
 
 
 
I got my fucking bomb, it goes like this. the sound of a bomb exploding
 
 
 
I see myself sinking, wrong, it does not go like that.
 
 
 
I will just say this to all of you Stronk wannabes.
 
 
 
YOU DON'T WANNA FUCK WITH THE RBLX FRIENDS.
 
 
 
[Hook, Stronkgod, 0:38]: You won't understand how my behiavour works, you won't understand how no one could be a failure. This is how a flavour of a chocolate cake is like, like if it was a favor. I am the Stronkgod, Fallen Kingdom, all in the kingdom. I don't give a shit what you are all on about. All on the board of a kingdom, i will just rip off the famous Louis V Carpet. Time to put this shit back on, YEAH.
 
 
 
[Verse 2, Emi, 1:00]:
 
 
 
We need a Ruler,
 
Straighten these civilians,
 
Lines structured, so we screw ‘em bitches in millions,
 
When you look into my eyes out-
 
Mind controlled-Listen to whatever I say—Aizen,
 
They hate you-they capsize-I know they lie, you can tell by their cap’s-size,
 
I see/sea your eyes,
 
The kingdoms falling before they were built—I mold them builds,
 
Made crowns start spinning, HOLD IT STILL,
 
Poor boy, scarred mentally and physically,
 
Thoughts turned, Skin burnt,
 
Chemicals from the Science department,
 
A whole bullies Assortment,
 
Crumbled walls, weak in his legs,
 
Could only crawl, bawling his eyes out,
 
Crossing the line, no borders for ‘em eerie intimidators, STRING THEORY,
 
Wouldn’t follow up conversations nor follow regulations,
 
Smoked to turning wet out of fear, CONDENSATION,
 
All because it’s hereditary,
 
His Fallen Kingdom…
 
 
 
[Hook, Stronkgod, 1:24]: You won't understand how my behiavour works, you won't understand how no one could be a failure. This is how a flavour of a chocolate cake is like, like if it was a favor. I am the Stronkgod, Fallen Kingdom, all in the kingdom. I don't give a shit what you are all on about. All on the board of a kingdom, i will just rip off the famous Louis V Carpet. Time to put this shit back on, YEAH.
 
 
 
[Verse 3, James, 1:46]:
 
 
 
Motherfuckers it's Fallen Kingdom, my callin's freedom draw the sword in Eden, where God and a problem meet in a solemn beacon
 
Walkin'/walk in through the halls of a haunted legion, saw the gauntlet breathin', palms leakin'/leak in Psalms like I'm speakin' in a gospel thesis
 
Talkin' regal? I'll body Caesar with a Qur'an and leave him with demons all in sequence, let 'em start swarmin' like autumn seasons in the Arctic regions
 
 
 
Ready to carve a thesis on par with genius who carved in pieces the dark of Venus
 
Stomp the precinct, arms in defense, ready to bomb a heathen, aura bleedin' more than meanin' when I scar the kingdom's fallen region
 
Cause bitch I came from the bottom like Satan's thoughts when he lost dominion, now I raise Hell in the booth like I'm causin' rent in a coffin tenant
 
 
 
Pullin'/pull in strings in the Fallen Kingdom like puppet masters in public chapters, corrupted pastors with blood on napkins from nothin' after
 
Tuck disaster in a glove compartment beside a Book of Rapture, so when I drive a point home? I TURN THE WHEEL LIKE I'M CONDUCTIN' RAPTURE!
 
Cause I stay off the chain, but the chain's gold, irony molded, feels like I'm trapped into bars but every verse got the wrist game frozen
 
Feels like I'm Atlas with the globe on my shoulder, carry the weight of the world lines up with the text, that's bars over borders like smugglin' yola
 
Came in with many punches they thinkin' it's MMA, but I'm clippin' and flippin' these arms in the ring like I'm settin' a dinner tray
 
 
 
Flow carnivorous, talk the beef? Bitch I'm carvin' sentences since the one's a blade
 
that separates lies like partial Genesis
 
Mind's been a crucifix, felt like it got hung between Judas scripts and ghoulish myths, but I fuse the gift with the root of this LIKE A EUCHARIST!
 
THIS AIN'T RAP, IT'S VOODOO RITUALS IN BRUTAL INTERVALS, CHEW THROUGH SYLLABLES AND MOVE LIKE VISUALS OF DOOMED INDIVIDUALS!
 
Watch me lift the veil like a jealous bride, bars hit deep but I'm beyond belief.. like the devil cried when Heaven died
 
Half phantom, half algorithm, my wrath patterns slash atoms crafted like math
 
wizards trapped in glass prisms
 
Catchin'/catch in bodies with lines, and it's not metaphorical, cops found chalk outlines in the margins of my journal, bro
 
 
 
Blackin' out like I'm unplugged from the Matrix cord, it's Neo with the free throw, cause the pen got an ancient force
 
We leave yall star-struck like Galileo with the blade in orbit, cause we cut through time and space, then stitch it up.. WITH A SACRED WARNING!
 
YEAH MOTHERFUCKERS, I CAME FROM THE BOTTOM LIKE A FALLEN KINGDOM
 
BUT I BUILT MY SHIT BACK UP CAUSE I WENT FROM DARKNESS TO HOPE AND HOPE TO DARKNESS LIKE A GOTHIC VILLAIN!
 
 

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